How can one describe the feeling of returning home after a
truly wonderful, relaxing trip – that moment you walk through the door after a
day spent packing, travelling to the airport, hurtling through the air in a
plane, travelling home, unlocking the door, stepping inside?
There’s no place like home.
I don’t need to click together sparkly red shoes to know
this (but oh, I wouldn’t say no to a pair to give it a go!). I love travelling,
I absolutely love visiting new places, learning niceties in other languages, eating
new foods, strolling through local streets...but I also love coming home.
I love walking from room to room, reacquainting myself with
the home. I slip my feet into my recently repaired purple slippers. I spot the decoupaged bookcase in the kitchen, and it’s all new to me again. My eyes spot
the granny stripe blanket I made for
Bunny and I feel happy. These little crafty creations – and I’m speaking for you,
me, all of us, we crafty folks – are more than a hobby, much more than a way to
spend a few hours here and there. These are treasures that truly make our house
ours. Our home.
That’s it from me for today, no photos, no WIP updates I’m
afraid, just a little hello and a promise to post something clever and crafty
ASAP!
Chrissie x